It was another tiring yet satisfying basketball practice. After cool down most people went to the lockers but I stayed back a bit to practice a few more drills.
By the time I got to the lockers, only a few people were toweling off. I was taking my things form the locker and waved bye to the rest. After a while silence filled the shower room as the last person headed off. I was on the bench taking my shoes and socks off when I heard the door open and footsteps approaching. I looked up and saw Ashraff entering, holding a canned drink.
He looked at me and grinned "Hey Ric". I nodded to the can in his hand "long queue eh Ash? Everyone is already gone!"
He looked around and realised that it was just him and me here. "Yeah... looks like it’s just... us" he said, giving me a strange look. He winked and headed off to his locker.
After shoving my shoes and socks under the bench. I stood up and peeled off of red sleeveless shirt. My attire was drenched in my sweat. I turned around and almost bumped into Ashraff, who was standing right behind me, now shirtless. "Oops sorry!"
"I’m not" Ashraff said, staring straight into my eyes. "What’s up with u man. U r acting str-". My voice died when Ash placed his hand on my chest. He took my damp shirt from my hand and brought it to his face. He buried his face in it and took a deep sniff, his eyes never leaving mine. Dumbfounded I stood there, my heart started to race, thumping loudly beneath his palm which I am sure he noticed.
"Just as I imagined" he said with a sly smile. With his hand still on my chest he slowly pushed me back towards an empty wall. His hand slowly travelled down my body, transversing down my stomach now. His other hand dropped my shirt and reached out towards my face. My heart skipped a beat as he crooked a finger and stroked up a sweat running down my sweaty neck. He brought it to his lips and licked it. I sucked in a breath. I have no idea what was going on but I can’t deny the thrill of this all.
His other hand finally reached my groin, and he splayed his fingers over the region, trying to grasp as much of me as possible. "Is this okay?" Ash asked. I groaned lightly, just realizing how long it has been since I touched myself. Ash smiled, "I will take that as a yes". He started palming me through my shorts. Feeling faint, I gripped his shoulders and closed my eyes. Ash released his already hard penis from his shorts. Once my shorts was started to form a huge tent, he pulled down my waistbands of my shorts and underwear together, and left them below my ball sack. Now both our private parts were poking out and hanging over the rim of our shorts. "You have no idea how long I wanted this Ric" he said, closing the distance between our bodies. He then pinned my arms to the side of my body, tucking his face into the crook of my neck. I didn’t fight him and let him hold me, relishing in his body heat against mine. He started thrusting his hips against mine, our penises rubbing against each other. His lips brushed against my neck, smearing against my sweat "you smell and taste so good" he murmured. "I probably stink" I whispered hoarsely. Ash started humping me faster as I rubbed against him, against my will.
"But I wanna hear you" Ash said, taking another sniff of my neck. "Let go for me Ric" I obeyed, groaning in ecstasy. Ashraff started grunting and panting, sweat from our bodies mingling, his erected nipples rubbing against mine. "If you keep doing this I will cum" I warned, my body getting ready to climax. But he didn’t stop, continuing to thrust into my hips. His penis rubbed deliciously against me, his lips now sucking sharply against my neck.
"Ash I- I can’t..." I whispered, throwing my head back. He finally let go of my arms and I immediately brought them to his shoulders as my legs went weak. Ash brought his hands to my hips and held me steady, sandwiching me between him and the wall. I closed my eyes and came. Ash kept humping into me through my orgasm as my cum pooled between us, lubricating our penises and our stomachs.
I shuddered and panted before starting to gain my composure. Ash let go of me and stepped away, sticky tendrils breaking away from our bodies. He picked up my sweaty shirt from the floor and give me a grin. He closed the distant between me once more and gave me a quick kiss on the tip of my nose. And with another cheeky wink, he went into a nearby showering stall and closed the door.
I was still standing there, trying to make sense of what just happened when I heard Ash starting to moan from the stall. He was masturbating, to the scent of my shirt!
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